T-ball Ghost!

Much to our disappointment nobody in Burlington offers t-ball or soccer for three year olds. Our selection is swimming lessons or gymnastics at the local Y. We have already participated in swimming lessons and I don't quite think I can talk daddy into gymnastics. And then we found out the RecPlex offers a one week camp on the fundamentals of t-ball, soccer and flag football. We immediately signed up and have been patiently waiting for this one week camp all spring! Favorite Boy has talked about playing soccer non-stop! So let me tell you how it went...We lined up aunt A to pick him up from daycare and take him to camp. That way I could just meet them there and not miss so much work but I couldn't make it on Monday. So I sent his glove to daycare and Aunt A took him on her own. I called the second the camp was over to ask how it went. Aunt A said it was really weird he ran the bases one time but then acted scared and wouldn't participate. I thought that was sooo out of character for my little guy. I called my mom all worried and she reminded me he is only three, he is just a baby, we forget that because he acts 25 or maybe 30 but anyway, she said not to worry he probably just felt intimidated by the older kids. I knew in the back of my mind "not my Favorite Boy" but I went with it. So I picked him up from daycare and was ready to hear all about his big day. He told me he didn't like t-ball because one boy brought his ghost with him and he scared him! I about drove off the road! I said oh honey I don't think there was a ghost there. There's nothing to be afraid of. And he proceeded to tell me yes, mommy he is blue and he has a white face and black eyes! Okay so now how do I argue with that?! I just dropped it and decided to wait until Tuesday and see how it went. Aunt A picked him up from daycare and I met them at the Rec Plex. The second I arrived Favorite Boy ran up to me and whispered "see mommy there's the ghost" and sure enough, there was a "ghost" Poor little Favorite Boy! The coach is allergic to the sun. He wears an all blue light weight outfit similar to hospital scrubs covering him from head to toe, he wears gloves, a mask, and a hat with a bill that comes down over very dark glasses. There you have it a t-ball ghost! I am all about respecting diversity. And I truly give that man all the credit in the world for coaching these little 3-6 year olds in 90 degree weather and 100 percent humidity, but ohmygoodness, I think the parents needed the heads up on that one. Diffusing the situation beforehand would have helped immensely! Tuesday after I explained, "no baby he is not a ghost he just has sensitive skin and he needs to be covered up, if he took off his mask he would look just like daddy" he told me "mom I gave the ghost the soccer ball and he didn't even bite me!" Like that was the biggest, best accomplishment in his whole life. We have thoroughly enjoyed every single day of camp and Nicholas has even befriended the ghost!